New South 9.1

I came home to my New South contributor copies in the mail today! The editors were kind to include in this issue a poem of mine called “Questing,” which has something to do with hemotophagy in general- ticks in particular- and the smoke dome that covers Missoula during fire season.

And isn’t this a fine-lookin’ lit mag? Not even Beardog can resist its pages! (Although she looks a little skeptical of my actual poem.)